It's another beautiful day.

　Me, Alfried, is currently taking a nap in the garden on the property.

　The grass under here is nice and bushy, like grass. It's summer, but it doesn't feel so hot today, partly because the wind is blowing through it like crazy.

　Japan was an anomaly. In the cities, the temperature is rising rapidly because of the heat island effect.

　I heard it is because of the increase of buildings and the decrease of green space and water surface.

　On the other hand, we don't have such a problem in the village of Koliat. There are no buildings to block the view, a nice breeze blowing everywhere, and clean air.
　The countryside is the best.
　I don't know what I'll be doing when I grow up, but I don't want to work, that I don't want to.

　The other day when I was fishing in the river with Elinora's sister, I noticed that. I think we could make some money by using transference magic to bring the fish and other things inland.

　 As I recall, King's Landing and the sea were not too far from each other, but it must be difficult to transport them fresh.

　There are some magic tools like refrigerators. However, in this world of high prices and low numbers, it is not possible to freeze fish immediately after catching it like in Japan, nor do we have large-scale refrigeration facilities or trucks.

　Even if they were able to transport the fish in some way, the amount of fish caught would be very small and the freshness of the fish would not be as good as in Japan.

　I catch it by boat. I'll buy it right there.
　Transported by shifting magic to wherever it's going. If anything goes wrong, I'll use ice magic to cool it down.

　That's the most powerful thing I've ever seen.

　I guess that's what makes me feel like I've earned my spot in the slow life. I can't help but giggle.

'Nah, you're smiling freakishly in your sleep.

　Peering at me from above is Bartolo. He's backlit from the sun, so the shadows emphasize the unevenness of his face and body, which is very powerful.
　Any normal kid would be crying, right?

Bartolo you're alive.

Don't ask any more questions.

　Bartolo sits down, the mood dark with a sense of sadness.

'No, but this is important. Sugar isーー'

'Whoa! Idiot!

　With no time to continue, Bartolo, with a serious expression on his face, covers his mouth and takes him into the bushes.

　No matter how you look at it, this is either a scene of forcible kidnapping of a child or rape.

　However, Bartolo looks like a lamb hiding from a hungry wolf. The survival instinct is in full force. The usual dependable old man is in this state. What in the world could have made Bartolo do that?

"Sugar!

　Immediately, there is a sound as if the front door of the mansion is opened vigorously.

　Perhaps this voice is Erna's mother.

''Oh? I'm sure it sounded like sugar~

　Huh? Mother Erna: 'This door is so heavy that only a man can open it with any kind of vigor. Didn't you say 'ugh' or something like that?

'Yes ma'am. I'm sure I've got this meena's ear.

　Behind her, Meena, the usual sloppy, crappy maid, is waiting. Huh? I don't remember you being able to stand like that. He seems more firm and dignified than usual, but...

'Hmmm, that's funny! I wonder if it's my imagination, there's no one in the garden.

　Tilting her head slightly, Mother Erna walks back to the mansion.

''....What is this?''

'Don't say those words without a second thought at this time of year. You'll get squeezed.

　Huh? What? What's the squeeze!
　But I don't listen. Curiosity kills cats, you know.

"So, is that thing safe?

　The reason I'm whispering is not because I'm scared of Mother Erna or Meena. It was to save Bartolo's life.

"There's more, though. There's more.

　With a nihilistic smile, Bartolo's teeth shine killer.

　Apparently, there is still hope for Bartolo. It's certainly not right to hide with nothing to protect. Guilty I'm hiding because I still have something to protect.

　Something about a friend of mine found an erotic book, but they didn't find out about my real life DVD! Or something like that.


'Then I'm glad. I've still got a few more dishes I want to do.

Hey. I'm almost done with that cream sauce the kid was talking about!

'That's quick, please. I'm getting tired of all the tomato spaghetti lately.

It's not the same, man.

　Bartolo laughs and walks back into the kitchen. It's good to see that he's feeling better.




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　One day while I was reading a book in the mansion, Mother Erna said, "I'll show you the magic! He smiled.

　I wondered why this was so sudden, but looking back, I realized that I had talked like that with Erna on the morning of the day we went to the river. But now that I think about it, I feel like I had that conversation with Erna on the morning of the day we went to the river.

　In fact, I was in the mood to laze around and read a book, but today I thought it was just as well since I hadn't even trained to increase my magic power yet.


　I followed Erna's mother and arrived at the back of the mansion grounds.

　The ground underneath was the ground and there wasn't much grass. There's just a wall on the side that covers the mansion, and in the distance, I can see my favorite plain.

　In other words, it's just an empty, little-used road, so there's no fire magic or anything else that can be used to burn.

'Does Al have any magic he can use? I've heard from Elinora that you see a lot of water and dirt being used?

Yeah, I can use it.

　I can do about eight magic, if you include space.

'Then show me whatever you want.'

Yes, sir.

　I used my usual earth magic to heap and harden the soil to make a chair. It's the one and only chair in the world that is just for me, with some trial and error to make it the most comfortable for me to sit in.

　Chanting? I can chant that stuff in my mind, and it got shorter and shorter as I used it. I can even chant something completely different than the original chanting text anymore.

''What happened to the ... al chanting?''

　Mother Erna's eyes widen and she exclaims for a few seconds before squeezing out.

'I won't, because I can just chant it in my mind, okay?

　I'm cutting it very short, too.
　Erna, Mom, you're pretty surprised. Was this really that great?

Oh, yeah, I see. All right. What other magic can you do?

Yes, I have.

　I make a cup with earth magic and fill it with ice magic.

　I lick the ice like it's candy to cool me down because the temperature is hot. Since it's so hot, I give the ice to Mother Erna as well.

　When I looked around, I saw that there was a long weed growing in one area that made me feel uncomfortable, so I flew my wind magic wind cutter to cut down the weeds.

　I often use the wind cutter to cut off branches and nuts that are in the way. I always use the wind cutter with care because it can damage the nuts if I use it too much.

'Here's what I've been using lately,'

Yo, you can use the four attributes too! And even ice magic.

　When I looked at Mother Erna, she looked awkward. She looked half happy and half confused.

　'Yeah, I'm glad I didn't have to go through fire or lightning or transition.

''Yeah ... Al was better than I thought, so I guess there's not much your mother can teach you? I need to rethink my training menu, so that's it for today, right?

Yeah. Okay.

　Apparently, I was better than Mom Erna thought I was. She seemed a little upset, but I'm glad she was positive and looked the same as usual.

''Al is amazing - I didn't know you could use so much magic. Don't you use magic for attacks?

　Attack? Who are you going to use the attack on? I don't even leave the village of Coriat. Well, I'm prepared for that.

"Magic is good enough to enrich the world around us.

It's very Al-esque use of magic.

　I giggle, and Mother Erna holds my hand and walks slowly away from me.

　It's another day of peace.